Feng Yu is a middle-aged man. In his own words, he is a peerless middle-aged uncle who is mature, stable, reliable and handsome with a hint of haggard and vicissitudes, enough to fascinate all beings in the world, especially little girls.
This is not an exaggeration. If he is willing to bathe more, shave more, mend his rotten teeth, wear some suitable clothes, and reduce his age by a few years, maybe he really has that kind of charm.
It's a pity that there are not so many assumptions in the world, so Feng Yu is just an ordinary middle-aged citizen who only has no children and only drinks and chats. The electrical repair shop was in a daze, drooling at the uniformed female police officer who occasionally passed by outside the repair shop.
The business of this electrical repair shop has always been good, because Feng Yu's craftsmanship is really good, whether it is the latest scroll crystal screen, or an antique LCD screen, whether it is an overclocked room temperature regulator, or children's electric skateboards, only Anything to do with machines and electricity, he can always fix it.
The business is good, and the natural income is also stable, so Feng Yu habitually closes the store on the three days of rest every week, and then goes in and out of the major convalescent centers in Hexi Prefecture, and has met many convalescent centers. The girls here also spent a lot of money. Neighbors on the block have long known that this middle-aged man has a lecherous side, so it is not surprising.
It's just that no one knows that during the weekends of the past two years, Feng Yu did not vent his lust every time, but came to a remote mine far away from the city. This mine has been abandoned for many years, especially after the mine accident ten years ago, when the joint company went bankrupt, no one came to this mine again, so that the restroom of the miners was transformed into a repair shop. No one found either.
Xu Le glared at the middle-aged man on the sofa, sighed, took out the food from the kitchen stove beside him, brought it to the table, and said, "It's time to eat." After speaking, he went to get a hot towel , to wipe the face of that middle-aged man.
No matter how troubled Xu Le was at this time, he was always soft-hearted and kind-hearted. Looking at the decadent appearance of the middle-aged uncle, he couldn't help but want to take care of him.
Feng Yu sat on the table and started chewing some tough meat, suddenly said, "Why is this wild beef getting tougher?"
"No matter what kind of meat is stored in the freezer for half a year, it will become a little unpalatable." Xu Le showed no expression on his face, filled himself a bowl of rice and sat down at the table. The eating habits of the two of them have become a bit strange in the past two years. If they are seen by ordinary people in Donglin District, they are too extravagant.
"You haven't answered the question I just asked." Xu Le suddenly put down his chopsticks and asked seriously, "I know you were a repair technician in the military back then. Because you offended your superiors, you became a deserter, but you taught me The electric baton I made is too similar, look... It's been several days, Bao Longtao was really frightened by me, and he didn't dare to ask who Li Wei was."
"I told you two years ago that I'm a person with a story." Uncle Feng Yu obviously didn't care about the vomiting-inducing effect of his words, and said leisurely, "With my status in the military and secret level back then, The information that can be accessed, let alone a mere electric baton, even if it is a standard bore gun, as long as you have the materials, I can make it for you."
Xu Le listened to this kind of words a lot, and naturally he didn't have any reaction, and said helplessly: "Don't brag, last time I finally picked up a mecha's central control system in the junkyard, and you watched it for five days. Five Nights, but he didn't dare to repair it at all."
Feng Yu's face turned blue, and after coughing twice, he reprimanded in a serious tone: "That's an old antique from the Fourth Military Region! Who the hell has seen something from hundreds of years ago, of course I want to look at it with appreciation."
"But what else can you do other than an electric baton?" Xu Le said dejectedly: "It's been two years, and I only learned how to repair TVs, freezers, toys, cars... In two years, the Ministry of Defense will recruit soldiers. The exam is about to sign up, I haven't even seen mechas and battleships, how can I pass."
Feng Yu lowered his head and chewed his meat, scolding in a muffled voice, "You haven't even finished the 12-year compulsory education, and you're not from a military technical academy, so what are you going to pass? The Ministry of Defense also recruits cannon fodder, do you want to try it out? Absolutely every Marine wants you."
Xu Le was stunned for a moment, and then said seriously: "If you pass the conscription exam, you will be a mechanic sergeant, with a higher starting point."
Feng Yu raised his head, looked at the young man he knew so well in disbelief, and lamented, "You haven't given up your shameful ideal?"
"Why is the ideal shameful?" Xu Le's face showed a gleam of persistence, "My first ideal in life is to become a warship assistant, and my second ideal is to enter the R&D department of a large company in the capital star circle. Have a good time."
"The Xilin District is still fighting with the Empire." Feng Yu's voice suddenly seemed calm, "Forget your first ideal, as for the second one, it's actually not that difficult."
The two of them ate very fast, Xu Le had already started to clean up the dishes, and answered while collecting: "After 60 years of fighting, the people in Donglin District have never seen what the Imperial people look like, except in the I've seen their mission on TV, what's there to be afraid of."
His tone suddenly stagnated, and he said with some frustration: "I know I'm not a genius. It took me two years to learn to make a stun stick. But I always feel that I really like to deal with these machines, so I want to try to take the test."
Feng Yu was silent, did not speak, lay on the sofa and started watching TV, but his eyes fell on Xu Le's back.
After washing the dishes, Xu Le habitually entered the operating room and began to operate the instruments and tools that he was already familiar with like fingers. At an extremely stable speed, he repaired the worn-out electrical appliances piled aside one by one.
Those common electrical breakages are not that difficult to repair. However, Xu Le was still very serious, as if he was facing the most sophisticated instruments in the Federation. Perhaps he himself never noticed that every time he devoted himself to this work, a kind of brilliance called seriousness would emerge on his tender face.
Uncle Feng Yu, who has a story, lit a cigarette and squinted at Xu Le's busy figure through the glass, thinking that it was time to reduce the dust level in the operating room by another level. Immediately after he thought of Xu Le's previous words, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he exhaled a ring of smoke.
The smoke ring slowly drifted away, drifting into Feng Yu's already gray hair, and disappeared. Feng Yu thought to himself, everyone in the world says he is a genius, but in some respects, this little guy Xu Le is more genius than himself.